Horny Guy Poking Some Ass On The Bus

“If it will assist your deliberations I shall show you," I suggested, “The chap I bought this from was quite the connisseur of depravation, I own the play room he left me Hidden Cams is the equal of any to be found in France or Spain," I pointed at the door, “ it is through there.” I went to the door and opened it for her to see. The “Play room” as I called it was down a short corridor with a short flight of stairs downward but the far door was open and light flooded into the far room by the skylight so it was not in the least intimidating. “Do you see?” I explained, “The light comes from the tower above, it is Big Boobs hollow to the glazed ceiling.” “Most peculiar,” she agreed, but she followed as I led her down and along the corridor. “Voila! as the frenchies have it,” I laughed as I led her into the tower playroom. The entire inside of the hollow stone tower was whitewashed and reflected the light downwards with little diminuition. It was and is twenty feet clear at the base almost circular on two sides but squared on two more where the door came in and the side at right anges where a wheel was situate. She trod uneasily on the thick carpets as she loked round at the copious polished metal chains, leather straps and other paraphernalia hooked to the lower walls. Whips and paddles, hand cuffs, swords, chains in great profusion, a scolds bridle, chastity belts, various appliances sat upon the work bench to one side. Chains hung from the great oak beam set across the middle of the tower around twenty feet I would say from the stone floor, for which a double ladder rested against the wall. Chans not merely for the huge candelabra for lighting the room after sun down but many spare stout chains each easily able to take the weight of a man or more likely a woman. On a curved wall a crucifix, full size though with straps not nails for attachment. On the floor stocks, in two sizes, one large for wide spread legs, one small for closed legs. A wheel took pride of place on the squared wall. Over seven feet in diameter, made by a mill wright and like a mill wheel, except it had adjustable brackets and attachment points for chains. Its shaft speared the wall of the room and a huge break lever stood proud locking it from turning. “That was how William met his demise,” I explained with a gesture towards the great wheel, “With a whore.” “Really, I had no inclination to know.” she declared, “Did it spin him senseless?” “No, it cannot spin,” I explained, “Actually it merely revolves to the inverse position ass leaving one inverted, or as the case may be as some other angle.” She stepped nearer looking at it closely. “There is a headrest,” I pointed to the leather covered cup shaped object at the top of the wheel, “The human head and neck can readily support body weight crushing it though not body weight hanging from pov it!” I laughed. “And you invert people?” she queried. “Indeed, hands strapped here and here,” I pointed out the wide soft leather hand straps, blonde “And feet restrained and one can invert it most easily, provided one judges the weight and build of the person.” She stood transfixed. “For your size I should set the foot step and about there,” I explained as I adjusted the aforesaid step and locked it in position. “Like this?” she asked and she stepped up on it. “No facing out, turn round,” I explained. She turned, I slid the timber across trapping her feet. “John!” she protested. On Friday I drove my car. She had planned to investigate the study, but it was getting late and Charlotte began to feel the first familiar pulls of sleep, so she made her way to bed. I stiffened as my black-haired student leaned over. She moaned as the pleasure slammed through me. I threw back my head, groaning out as my dick twitched and throbbed. The second man said, “If you want to miss an opportunity like this then bugger of and finish putting that roof on. You're getting all wet. "I'm not telling you to leave, only that you're free to do so anytime you want. “Oh, my name’s Laura. Not surprising Tom and Adel went into the major bedroom and the rest of us settled into the sleeping bags, Fern, Alice and I in one and Willow and the two littlies in the other. She is a college lecturer, very boyish pixie haircut, slightly dark skin tone, whitish. They were bigger than my own big boobs. Doctor Meadows sat ass back in her black leather chair and removed her spectacles. "Yeah," Lisa quietly said, nodding her head as she was starting to blush. I began to kiss on his chest and play with his nipples. Very nice Big Boobs little girl.” Joe said and put his hands over my breasts. The laughter was good for them both; it let the tension out of the room a bit. My pussy was getting damp in anticipation. A car drove past. Once I felt somewhat settled, I texted Paul, asking where I could wire him some money and asking him to fly to London to meet me. He said he’d been pov worried sick and gave me the information. The punishment horse had blonde two horizontal bars that could be pulled out at the top of Hidden Cams the contraption, and these were now extended. “Hi. Now loosen up – tonight isn’t about all that shit. ‘Didn’t I tell you that you weren’t allowed to wear a bra?’ I wish I never got close to her. She popped her thumb into my mouth and I sucked it clean automatically.